If The Flintstones has taught us anything, it's that pelicans can be used to mix cement.

Busy busy busy weekend painting. I don't know how the eff some people can do it like it's no big deal. Prepping takes effing forever. Granted this time I went all out and did the "proper" procedures (wash with TSP, prime, mass amounts of blue tape, etc) 'cause this is my bathroom we're talking about and with the crazy moisture that goes on in there, I don't wanna deal with it later. I even used a putty knife to scrape off the crappy paint that was peeling near the shower and sprayed some Knockdown spray stuff in order to get the cottage cheese texture (gonna be honest...that stuff is crap).

So far so good...I just gotta do one more coat tomorrow morning and i'm doooone...My hands are all raw from scrubbing paint off, I'm high on paint fumes, my cuticles are jacked up...but finally FINALLY we're reaching the end of the horribly nasty Eighties Bathroom...tomorrow after I paint I'm going to head to Lowe's to buy the towel bars, on Monday I'm gonna buy the wall cabinet (need to find one of those 20% off coupons from Bed Bath and Beyond, of course when i NEED one i can't find them, even though I've got a trillion around the house), and then...the last step before the end of this month...replace the gold shower door that's biodegrading and harboring so much cruddy bacteria, i could open my own science center.

Anyway, I realize this is all incredibly boring but that's what you get when you lead a boring life...

Although I must say, I had tons of fun last night getting my drink on...and discovered what The Stranger was.

I'm chatting with this semi-jackass and I mentioned how he had gotten the phone number of Miss Typical OC Chick With Long Blond Hair and Big Trout Lips and he was "I don't need that, there's always the Stranger"...
Me: "What's the Stranger?"
Him: "You've never heard of the Stranger?"
Me: "Obviously not"
Him: "It's when you sit on your hand till it gets numb and then you take care of business but since you can't feel your hand it's like a stranger is doing it to you"...
Me: "WTF!"...

Told EVERY female in the bathroom this concept, they were all like "who's the a-hole who told you that? "...so thankfully I'm not the only female who's never heard of it.

You learn a new thing each day.